Page 62 of Paradise in Progress
“Let me see all of you,” I rasp.
Turning her head to the side, she bites her bottom lip, embarrassment flooding her features. Slowly, she widens her legs as she trails her fingers down her body. My eyes track her movements, all the way down to where she stops between her spread thighs. Cock twitching in my shorts, I watch her openly touch herself. Her arousal glistens as she coats her fingers before she spreads her pussy lips, giving me the full view I’m desperate for.
Never, in all the years I’ve known her, would I have imagined Kennedy to be so free in her sexuality. Honestly, it’s an even bigger turn-on. I’m fascinated as she draws circles around her clit, growing more aroused by the second. Unable to wait any longer, I kneel on the daybed between her spread legs and lean forward. Pushing her hands out of the way, I flick my tongue out and lick her from slit to clit. Both of us groan in relief.
“God, Ken,” I mumble against her skin. “I can’t get enough of you.”
With one last taste, I’m lifting onto my elbows, my eyes finding hers.
“Why’d you stop?” she asks breathily.
“Because this isn’t how I wanted our first time to be. You deserve better, Ken.”
A smile spreads across her perfect lips as she shakes her head. Her fingers run through my hair, and with a gentle tug, she forces me to look into her eyes again.
“Get out of your head, Nelson.” Her touch leaves my hair and trails down over my stubble before her delicate hand is cupping my jaw. “I don’t need perfect. I just need you.”
I just need you.My chest warms and my heart beats faster as I let those words sink in.
“Now,” she starts before pushing against my shoulder. “Roll over.”
Yes, ma’am.
With a hand wrapped around her waist, I switch our positions until I’m lying on my back against the canvas-covered mattress. Kennedy shifts her weight, her knees straddling my thighs and her bare pussy hovering over my lap.
“These need to go.” She repeats my earlier line as she grips my elastic waistband. I wiggle my hips, and she moves the material down my thighs. Fingertips dance over the ink of my tattoo, and I watch as she admires the design. When my cock twitches, she lets out a soft giggle.
“Someone is impatient.”
“Someone is leaking for you.”
A shy smile brightens her pretty face as she eyes me.
“Inside my wallet, there’s a condom.”
She nods before reaching behind her and feeling around for the wallet that’s in my back pocket. Removing the foil packet, she rips it open with her teeth before sliding the rubber down my aching dick.
Leaning forward, Kennedy grips my cock in her hand, and I swear her soft touch could have me coming right now. I’m embarrassed at how quickly this is going to be over. Hovering over my cock, she lines me up at her entrance before slowly sitting down.
“Goddamn, Ken. You feel so fucking good” I grit the words while gripping her hip and helping her take me. Inch by inch, her warm pussy swallows me. Her nails dig into my chest, breath catching, and the feeling is electric. I’d welcome that bite of pain any day as long as this is my view.
With her lip between her teeth, we both watch as she takes the rest of me with a roll of her hips.
“Oh god,” she cries out, back arching. “You feel so good.”
“Yeah, baby. So fucking good.” I run my hands up and down her thighs as she uses her hands to anchor herself to my chest, writhing on top of me. We’re both panting as we fight not to combust. She feels incredible, just like I knew she would.
Since arriving on this island, there’s been a shift between us. It’s become an easy routine to be in each other’s company. Along the way, we stopped bickering and embraced our attraction. Our banter became foreplay, and while playing with Kennedy, I fell for her.
Kennedy’s hands leave my chest as she pushes her sports bra up, exposing her perfect tits. As she rides my cock, she massages her breasts, tugging on her pebbled nipples. The sight is a goddamn dream. My grip tightens on her hips as she rocks back and forth, chasing her impending orgasm.
“Oh my god,” she calls out. “This feels so good. You feel so good, Tristan.”
“That’s it, Firecracker. Ride my cock like the good girl you are.”
My praise only spurs her on as her movements become sporadic. Her pussy clenches, her walls tightening around me. My thumb finds her clit as I circle the sensitive spot, applying pressure while she plays with her tits.
“I have never in my life been more turned on than I am right now, Ken. Watching you ride me, your perfect tits bouncing, your hair coming out of your hair tie. Everything about you is wild as you take what you need. You’re so goddamn perfect, Kennedy Reed. You’re so perfect and you’re somine.”
